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Thursday, July 22, 2004

"The thing that scares me the most is.... an angry middle-aged woman."

I just heaved a sigh of relief and dread and guilt and heartache and total exhaustion.

"Couldn't you just call him and tell him that I died?"

Well, I'm not going to take the easy way out. I didn't and I don't hope to ever again. Maybe I took and easier way out, but I was completely honest and there's not a whole lot more I could do. I'm disappointed that I couldn't follow through, but I am so glad I didn't let it go any longer. Tally it up on my list of failures.

This is going to be a monsterous weekend. A good follow-up to this monsterous week.
De-froing, lunch with the family, movie night, New York State Museum with Mike Twin, and then the ultimatest party with this dork.

Why am I listening to twangy country alt-pop?

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